Society is intrigued with reclusive artists, the ones who achieve some measure of success only to seemingly shun the fame and notoriety that accompany it, quickly disappearing from public view. There's practically a cottage industry devoted to it. See: the crazed, drug-fueled stories surrounding the likes of Syd Barrett, Brian Wilson, and Skip Spence. But few remain shrouded in as much mystery as Sly Stone, who but for the grace of God turned 75 in March of this year.
Known to live out of an ever-traveling RV, and nearly impossible to track . . .
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